[Jason found himself walking the edge of the dance floor because there wasn't really a reason for him to be ON the dance floor, but he wasn't used to just standing around either. He finally decided he was probably looking a bit foolish wandering and decided to lean against a wall.
Maybe he should get punch. He hadn't actually ventured to the refreshment table yet. Partly because he wasn't sure about where he stood with Mr.D, given their past encounters.]
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Maybe he should get punch. He hadn't actually ventured to the refreshment table yet. Partly because he wasn't sure about where he stood with Mr.D, given their past encounters.]